The Center of the Stage!
Wang Yue had decided to show off his ancient persona as a master of both calligraphy and painting. While Liang Zhengxian was transferring money to Wang Manni, he quickly sketched a simple painting of pines and cranes, perfectly suited to accompany the calligraphy Liang wanted.
Wang Yue had spent so many years living in ancient times that he was thoroughly familiar with calligraphy and painting. His movements were swift; in the short time it took Liang Zhengxian to transfer the money, he had already finished the painting.
Liang Zhengxian had initially felt that four million was really too much. After all, however well Wang Yue wrote, his work wasn't an antique. If it were, calligraphy like this would certainly be worth far more.
Wang Yue's calligraphy was indeed excellent, but the problem was that Wang Yue was still alive, and the piece had only just been written. It was basically impossible to sell it for that price.
But now Wang Yue had paired the calligraphy with an ink painting, and Liang Zhengxian suddenly felt that Wang Yue was far more generous than he was. By comparison, he seemed rather petty!
He had only meant to please Old Master, and he wasn't losing anything. Why quibble over it?
Besides, Liang Zhengxian didn't believe Wang Yue couldn't tell that he was somewhat interested in Wang Manni. Asking Wang Yue to write something had simply been an excuse for another motive.
Now Wang Yue had written the calligraphy and generously added a painting full of meaning. It made Liang Zhengxian feel less foolish for spending the money, and he thought Wang Yue was someone worth getting to know.
So he put aside his interest in Wang Manni and said earnestly to Wang Yue, "Mr. Wang, this painting is